This afternoon I was at the park and Avelyn was walking around with a bottle of milk dangling from her pursed lips.
I am a city slicker at heart. I love shopping and sipping frappuccinos and strolling down a street wearing cute, yet uncomfortable, shoes.
Last night we celebrated the third birthday of Camille, one of Avelyn’s favourite “big kid” friends.
Toddler sweat mixed with sunscreen in the seams of her polka dot bikini. “Hog-gogs” and watermelon and marshmallows for supper on a blanket in the sand.
My dad is an avid long-distance runner and has been sporting the requisite singlet and booty shorts with slits up to his armpits for almost 40 years. He makes me so proud.